Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur stood his place motionless for a long time. He couldn\'t believe the war that started by forcing him to come as part of the contest here had already seen its final curtain.

"Are you… alright?\'\' Just as he was lost in thought, recalling all the hardships he had to go through to stand here, Amera\'s voice came to disturb his line of thoughts.

He was jolted awake by her words, took a deep breath before turning to see her beautiful face.

He still recalled the first time the two met. It looked ages ago. She wasn\'t that attached or affectionate with him like she was now. He knew a lot had happened since that time, and all things made the two a bit closer.

And Amera wasn\'t standing there alone.

There was also Doaf, the crow, and Nicole.. These three had history as well with him. One was considered as his own bodyguard, despite failing to defend him in each single time which was simply ironic.

The crow was someone he didn\'t get deeply in touch with, but he was reliable and trustworthy. As for Nicole, she reminded him of himself.

He always was forced upon situations he never had a say in. Nicole was the same. She was dragged forcibly off her high realm and home to come to such desolate and lower places and join someone she barely knew.

He could relate perfectly with what she was feeling, however he didn\'t feel any guilt. He wasn\'t the one who caused all this to her despite him being the reason behind Aemie\'s decision.

"I\'m good," Arthur said, "what about you? Are you alright?"

He wasn\'t just asking her, but everyone around. They all smiled and nodded before Arthur added:

"I asked about your world…" he looked at the crow whose feather covered face showed a frowning expression. "They are alright, so stop worrying over them."

The crow seemed to want to say something but he refrained. He wanted to ask about who said this but he found that Arthur wasn\'t obliged to ask about his world in the first place.

But he did. And so he decided to trust his words and not question them.

"Do you know where that sect went?" Doaf pointed towards the place where the five peaks were. Arthur moved his eyes and there he spotted a number of his own forces coming from that direction led by none other than Deem and Gor.

"It… did its role in this story," Arthur vaguely said before adding, "this war… is our victory. We need to return to the cities and my capital before deciding what to do."

"Won\'t we leave this world?" Amera was surprised to hear that. And she wasn\'t the only one feeling this way.

"We… have a long road ahead before returning home," Arthur said before raising up his head as he added, "and that home isn\'t the lowly realm I came from, but the higher realms you came from."

His words made everyone silent. "Go, we need to return back and have a worthy period of rest," Arthur said before returning to watch the place where this battle happened.

His mind returned to think about every single bit of detail regarding this war. Things seemed quite unbelievable whenever he thought about what happened in the general view.

He was so busy trying to survive, and yet after he won this war he now felt exhausted and surprised by what he did.

He didn\'t stop for even one second to think about what was going on or question anything. He didn\'t have time for that, and all he could do now was to marvel at what he did in awe.

He really overdid himself this time, making even himself astonished by what he achieved so far.

"And yet my biggest achievement…" he paused while raising both hands in the air. He could see the energy flowing in the air calmly like a river. There was no disturbance at all, no dark or alien energy at all.

That made him feel a familiar peace of mind, that of a kind he used to enjoy when he was a cultivator.

As he stood there lost in thoughts, everyone retreated and started to organize the remaining forces, all but one.

Amera stood beside him, watching his back with respect and affection. She knew her man might be slightly smaller than her, much weaker, but he wouldn\'t be any less important than an elite mage from the higher realm.

\'No… he is on par with those monsters,\' she corrected herself while thinking about the grandmasters of the big clans up there.

She recalled how he stood erect in front of ten dark grandmasters without even flinching. She saw him fighting shoulder to shoulder with the dark dragonair clan grandmaster.

She watched him spar with the frightening dark angel mage and even take him hostage. She saw him standing without any fear or hesitation among fifty grandmasters from the higher clans, including her grandmaster.

And he was standing there not as their subject, but as their equal, as a hero that everyone coveted.

How could her heart not flutter when thinking about all that? How could she not feel this much love and attraction towards him while seeing this man standing just next to her?

He was just in the reach of her arms, and she knew he was already dominating her heart.

And the most amazing thing of all was that she was also inside him.

She wanted to open her mouth and ask about many things. She wanted to talk, talk from now until dusk and then dawn, and then till the end of the world.

However she didn\'t. She silently stood there watching him thinking about his dreams while she only hoped she could be there on his side when achieving them.

She prayed she would always be on his side no matter what.

Arthur kept his stance while moving his thoughts from what happened to what he had to do. \'So I have to dominate ten worlds to ascend up there…\' he thought.